CH 5: Mornings (*  ̄︿ ̄)

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(Zen's P.O.V)

I woke up with Rantaro by my side. I turned to faced him. "Hey! u awake" I whispered as I poked his forehead. "Hngg" he groaned as he griped tighter to my stomach. "I'm guessing that's a no" I huffed and sighed. "I guess I'll be here for a little longer than I thought" I said as I got comfy. then I grabbed him and mover him a little ways downward. Only because he was sleeping into my chest. 'Rantaro's so warm geez, you'd think he's the one whos sick' I thought as I put my hand to his forehead. 'Feels normal but just in case I'll get Kirumi-san in here later' I thought and smiled to myself. The thing about Rantaro is that he always has his neutral face on, but when he's sleeping he truly looks relaxed and at piece. I hugged him back while stroking his hair. This was a normal routine. in the last game we always did something like this. it felt almost nogilistic (I cant spell and it wont auto correct ;-;). after a while I got a message. 

Emo Hat

S: Hello I hope you don't mind me texting right now

Z: Oh yeah its totally fine

Z: Sooo who'd you room with o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ

S: A kid named Ouma ;-;

Z: Oof bro ill come over later to return your hat (*^▽^*)

S: rly o0o

Z: hmm on second thought it looks cute on me (づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ

S: darn >︿<

S: HELLO I AM THE EMO DETECTIVEEE o(≧口≦)o

Z: wtf lol XD

S: SORRY OUMA- KUN TOOK MY PHONE

Z: I mean he's not wrong... (¬‿¬)

S: i-

Z: hehe i have his number hold on

S: i have a feeling this wont end well for me

Kokichi Ouma has been added to the chat

K: nishishi hello Shuimai~

Z: I regret nothing your welcome Shuimai~

S: uh oh

K: 💅💅💅

Z: yess slayy(o˃̶ ᗜ˂̶ o)

S: pfft you two are dorks

K: like u cant say that about yourself (⓿_⓿)

Z: oop- he got u there

Kokichi Ouma changed his name to "the best ultimate supreme leader"

TBUSL: nishishi

Zen Sakura changed his name to "I hate soccer"

IHS: hehe

S: wha-

I hate soccer changed Shuichi Saihara's name to "our beloved Shuimai"

TBUSL: nishishi you cant escape Shuimai~

OBS: fuck now there's two Ouma's

IHS: what u got sumthin against him >:C

OBS: that's not what I meant

TBUSL: darn Shuimai I'm hurt

IHS: wait I just realized Shuimai cussed o0o

TBUSL: that's cursed

OBS: oh come on you guys do it too

TBUSL: yeah yeah whatever ima go bother mom and Gonta now cuz I'm hungry

IHS: aight have fun Ouma

OBS: ugh now I have to go make sure he doesn't bother Tojo- chan too much

IHS: aww well it was fun bye guys

I smiled as I looked at my phone. Its nice to have friends to talk too. "TESTING TESTING. oh good this thing works. Wake up its morning announcements time. I need everyone to report to the gym asap. Like NOW." Monokuma said. somehow Rantaro was still sleeping. I didn't really wanna wake him up but I had to. "Hey wake up" I said as low as possible. I shook him a bit. He groaned. "Its too early" he said hugging me tighter. I realized I wasn't wearing a shirt or my binder. "Well I gotta get dressed cuz the build-a-bear wants us to go to the gym" I said. "Fuck Monokuma I wanna sleep" he said as he lessened his grip on me. I looked at him. "But I don't wanna be lonely." I said tearing up a bit. "Fineee ill go with you if I get some cake" he said while puffing his cheeks. Most people don't know this but Rantaro really likes cake. "And more cuddles" he said looking away. I laughed. "ok ok whatever you want" I told him as I smiled. I put on my binder and headed in the bathroom to brush my teeth. I closed the door then locked it because Rantaro can be kind of a pervert. Then it occurred to me that  I was rooming with Rantaro. It had hit me like a brick. I hadn't given it much thought before but now I started to take that information in. " Holy shit" I said almost dropping my toothbrush. I was guessing that I was blushing pretty hard. Considering that I have had a crush on Rantaro ever since I met him my reaction was no surprise. I was so glad the bathroom had a lockable door. I feel to the floor until my face calmed down. I unlocked the door. "You can come in now" I said. "Coming!" He said while grabbing his stuff that he left on my bed. "mmk" I stuck my toothbrush back in my mouth. "mh gph bhckfsht" I said. "whaaat?" he responded. I rolled my eyes, so I finished brushing my teeth. "ima go get breakfast" I yelled. "okk bring me some of that yankee with no brim" he said. we laughed. "ok 1 stack of pancakes got it." I said. "can you bring me the sweater in the closet" he said. "which one?" I asked while going threw all of the sweaters. "the dark green one!" he replied. "sure!" I yelled. I grabbed the dark green sweater I thought he was talking about. 'I think this is it' I thought as I walked over to the door. "open sesame " I said as I dramatically opened the door. "hurry give it I'm cold" he said as he took the sweater. as the door opened i noticed that he was legit shivering. "dang bro u cold asf" I said practically yeeting the sweater at him. "mmk ima go get some breakfast for real now" I informed him. "remember meeeee" he said dragging the e on for a while. "yeah yeah whatever" I told him walking out the door. i said a simple goodbye and left. Little did I know there was someone waiting for me outside.

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TO BE CONTINUED

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(1024 words) dang sorry this chapter took so long to release. school stinks but at least I'm able to update sometimes. Also I'm sorry the chapters been smaller than usual. I had no motivation to finish this, but then I remembered how someone has to enjoy it so I forced myself to finish it. Alllssoooo new storyyy somehow my mom got a hold of it and wants me to go professionally. Not really sure how I feel about it because I want her to have some money since she spends it all on me. All that aside you might not hear form me for a while and I might start uploading on a diff website. Also(and makoto is still talking. heh tell me if you get that reference) all that a/ns are gonna b at the bottom of the page from now on. This is all for today sayonara!

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